The dappled trail towards the heights of vast
With sunlight shining through the brush and trees
Calls the mystic breath and mind is passed
Deep inside, Nature comes and sees
The path moves up and down and round huge rocks
While in and out the churning breath of being
Dims the mind while steady steps are locked
Into a mystic place of inner seeing
The matching steps and breaths produce a heat
Upon this dappled trail of pilgrimage
Inside and out they pound a steady beat
Shuttering thought and with it mental haze
When the mind is gone a fire is made
And then the dappled path is free of shade.